The car was driven by Karak, and it was going so fast that Xining wanted to curse.
Why are you driving so fast? According to the rules, it is easy to get into trouble, and the other party will most likely escape.
The better ending is that nothing happens and the other party escapes.
The worst outcome is that the other party escapes and something happens to them.
There is no best ending!
"Ah~" she screamed, pointing ahead: "Red light, red light..."
Not only was the light red, a super heavy truck turned on the green light and drove over.
Karak turned the steering wheel suddenly and drifted. The wheels passed by "Optimus Prime" while smoking. After walking for half a circle close to the long red body, it braked suddenly and stopped.
The force of inertia made Xi Ning sit back violently. After calming down, he lowered his head and looked at himself. Fortunately, he was still alive, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Karak picked up the communicator in the car and called for backup. If he wasn't fast enough, she would definitely jump up, put her hands on this guy's neck, shake her hard, and curse at the same time. Do you know the traffic rules? Even if the siren is turned on, in this crowded city, police cars chasing suspects during rush hour will basically be stuck in traffic jams and drive like a turtle.
The nearby road patrol officers on motorcycles would give chase and they would drive following the clues given by the police.
But Xining felt something was wrong: "Is this road going to the bridge?"
Karak glanced out the car window: "Yes!"
Xining looked at him: "It should be fine when we get to the bridge, right?"
"What's the problem?" Karak suddenly thought of how he almost jumped off the bridge last month.
"There shouldn't be any side effects, right?"
"Uh~" Karak...
Xining slapped the seat fiercely: "Stop, don't drive." Don't be late, drive the car, and send a car of people to the bridge to cool down and quench their thirst.
So a colleague drove the car instead. Xining and another Foboler sat on the left and right sides of Karak. The three of them were crowded in the back seat. Karak looked helpless. It had been a month.
Sure enough, they were going to the bridge. When they saw the sign and crossed two streets to reach the bridge, news came from the police station that the suspect had jumped from the bridge!
!
Xining and Karak immediately stared at each other.
When we arrived at the location, there were already three patrol motorcycles parked there, as well as a police car, and the cordon was also raised.
They got out of the car and walked straight over. The police who knew about it came over and took the initiative to report.
After the suspect reached the bridge, he suddenly threw the car away, ran towards the bridge fence, crossed the railing and jumped off.
"I just watched him disappear here." The chasing police led them there.
Xining looked around and gave a wry smile. This is the place where Karak wanted to jump when he was poisoned. Dr. Laixi chose to jump here.
Karak turned his head and looked at the surveillance camera on the bridge, which was specially designed to take pictures of vehicles speeding and violating traffic regulations. It turned out to be the most effective and direct evidence the second time. If it hadn't been filmed, no one, including him, would have believed that he was about to jump off the bridge to his death.
Xining knelt down and looked at the railing carefully: "Make sure no one has been here. What has been moved?"
The policeman was confused, but still answered: "No."
There are no ropes on the railings, and there are no traces of friction. The paint has not been touched at all, except that when Dr. Raisi stepped on the railings, he wiped off a bit of dust on the lower rungs.
That proves that there is no rope or anything to hold on to when jumping down.
She held on to the railing tremblingly, braved the strong wind, stepped on the rungs below, and tried her best to look down.
There is nothing suspended under the bridge. That doesn't exist. After jumping, grab the rope hung at the bottom of the bridge or jump on the safety net. Although doing this is thrilling and dangerous, it does not rule out desperadoes who are in urgent need of escape.
At this time, the Coast Guard ship came over and they were about to start salvage and search.
"I want to see the motorcycle." At her request, Xining came to the motorcycle.
A white line was drawn under the wheels of the motorcycle. The forensic doctor was taking pictures of the front, side, front and back as evidence for archiving; another forensic doctor was scanning for fingerprints.
There is a storage box on the back seat of the motorcycle, which has been opened at this time.
She walked over and was immediately stopped and handed a pair of gloves.
"No, I'll just take a look." She leaned closer to the storage box and looked carefully: "Has it been opened during this period?"
"We will call the surveillance cameras along the road to see if we stop." The police's answer was quite professional.
Xining nodded, and there was nothing more to see. After Karak asked two more simple questions, they returned to the bureau.
When they arrived at the station, surveillance came in... The motorcycle drove out of the university campus... After passing an intersection, their car chased them...
Everything was photographed. Their car encountered a large truck and had to stop. The motorcycle drove away.
After getting the news, the road patrol police chased after him, and the motorcycle passed through another intersection and quickly drove onto the bridge.
Drive all the way to the bridge and stop somewhere. A man wearing a shirt, trousers, and a black helmet came down, ran toward the bridge railing, climbed over the railing, and jumped off...
Xi Ning took action suddenly and pressed the pause button with her index finger!
Under Karak's slightly nervous gaze, he used the mouse to pull the monitoring progress bar back a little, then continued playing, and then clicked the pause button.
"What?" Karak looked at the surveillance camera, then suddenly realized and picked up the phone.
"After he jumped, you ran over, right?"
Karak looked serious and slowed down his speech: "Please recall, did you see a parachute or something like that at that time?"
In the surveillance video, the man who was crossing the railing had a backpack of the same color as his shirt behind his back. And the parachute is also carried on both shoulders!
But soon, the call between Karak and the police was discouraging: "No? Really no?"... "Okay, thank you!"
Karak put down the phone and shook his head at her. No need to say anything, you can guess it.
Xining touched the tip of his nose with his finger and had another idea: "You can hide under the bridge, and the people above won't be able to see it."
Just call nearby surveillance cameras or ask people nearby if anyone has seen it.
easy to say, hard to do. By the time the arrangements were made, it was already evening, and it looked like we would have to stay in the bureau overnight again.
We ate takeout and ordered the easiest-to-eat hamburger and Coke, but neither of us had much appetite.
"Carroll. If we check, no one has seen or confirmed that it is Dr. Laishi." Karak held the half-eaten burger in his hand, picked up the Coke and took a sip.
She also ate, the spiciness of the spicy chicken legs stimulated her taste buds, and with the addition of Coke, she could finish the meal even if she had no appetite: "Then it's possible that someone changed on the road, or even when you ran away, it was someone else. Wear it Who can be sure about the helmet? It must be him. Anyway, I won’t believe that he would jump off the bridge. I want to see him alive and his body before he dies. If I don’t see him, I won’t believe that he is dead.”
At this time, the phone rang. Karak put down the Coke and picked up the phone to answer it.
It seemed as if there was something strange on his face for a moment, but he quickly adjusted and returned to his original state: "Well, okay, okay..."
Putting down the phone, Karak looked at her: "His body was found."
